Simple Ones

The ghost of your actions followed you stealthily Whispering and telling you that you've failed Bitterness and regrets tortured you terribly Painting portraits of you chasing your tail Bored of living in cycles Exhausted from living in fears Drowning in a dozen of dry pools Wallowing in a sky full of cares Cut off from the web of this struggle Maybe save your strength for a dance 'cause wisdom would cross you up of this hurdle She's so concerned about you simple ones